[Zhongyingmei] At the end of time

Less than 10 minutes after Luna lay down, the door of the room opened again, and Hawick carried a suitcase.Followed by his little assistant, he moved in with a chair in one hand.

Luna sat up slowly.The little assistant arranged the chairs facing each other without looking up at Hawick the whole time.

Hoyk opened the chair and sat down, stretched out his hand and made an inviting gesture to Luna: "Please sit down."

Luna sat on the chair, and the little assistant routinely tied Luna's hands to the armrest of the chair, and then backed out.

Hawick opened the suitcase, and there was a neat row of syringes inside. He took out one, and he was not in a hurry to inject Luna, just holding it in his hand.

Luna smiled sarcastically: "Hawick, is that all you can do? The military didn't bother to use this method as early as ten years ago."

Hawick adjusted his collar: "The old way is often the most useful way."

Luna looked very relaxed: "You guys are really wasting too much, shouldn't you generally use a syringe and a row of reagents?"

Hawick didn't answer him: "This is Veritaserum. I don't know if mutants will be resistant to this agent...but we still have time to study."

He stuck the needle into Luna's forearm and slowly pushed all the liquid in the syringe.

Luna began to tremble uncontrollably, she felt chills all over her body, her dizziness and nausea became worse, and everything in front of her eyes seemed to be shaking.She looked down at her hand, and there was a faint halo around her hand.

She closed her eyes and smiled.

Hawick's voice seemed to come from the sky: "Are you a member of Hydra?"

Luna tried her best to raise her head and opened her heavy eyelids: "You didn't choose thiopental, which has a better interrogation effect, but went against the original intention of the interrogation and chose LSD, which would make me sadder. Do you just hate me that much?"

Hawick's expression seemed to twitch, but Luna didn't see it too clearly, and his voice was sullen: "It seems that mutants are indeed drug-resistant."

His movements gradually became rough. After the third injection, Hawick took a deep breath and leaned back in the chair: "Have you ever killed someone?"

Luna began to tremble violently, her heartbeat seemed to jump out of her throat, everything in front of her eyes began to spin, she felt inexplicable palpitations and fear.

She saw bright red blood oozing from the walls on all sides, and the blood flowed on the floor, and soon covered her ankles. She closed her eyes and said to herself: This is all an illusion.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw Annie standing in front of her, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Annie was wearing the same clothes as when they first met in Eastern Europe. She looked at Luna and said, "So you are my daughter."

Anne was suddenly John again, the same man he had been when he was six or seven years old, but suddenly he was drowned in blood.

John's parents, the owner of the tavern, and those Minneapolis neighbors appeared in front of Luna one by one, and were drowned in blood one by one.

Luna murmured tremblingly, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Hawick's voice woke her up briefly like a heavy hammer: "Have you ever killed someone?"

Luna saw Hawick's blue face and fangs shaped like a ghost. Luna took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down: "You might as well find some evidence at this time, otherwise you will let me go sooner or later."

Hawick pulled a fourth syringe out of the case: "You're my proof."

In the middle of the fourth injection, Luna suddenly began to tremble so violently that the syringe was thrown out.Hawick picked up the syringe, which was still half liquid, and watched with great interest that Luna fell to the ground with the chair, convulsing like a person who had just injected drugs - of course LSD itself is also a drug.

Luna fell to the ground and twitched for a while, and suddenly passed out.

Luna was woken up by a strong electric current. She opened her eyes and felt a splitting headache.

Seeing Luna wake up, Hawick helped Luna up the chair: "Let's continue the topic just now."

Luna lowered her eyes and said, "Are you going to stay with me like this? The Mutant Affairs Department doesn't seem to need you very much?"

Hawick gently helped Luna tidy up the hair that was messed up in the struggle: "The current world record for not sleeping is seven and a half days, but usually five days without sleeping will cause insanity. I still have a week .”

Luna asked, "You hate me?"

Hawick shook his head: "Of course not. You see, the daughter of Wolverine, a student of Professor X, a top student at Empire State University, was able to publish interviews when she was still a trainee reporter at the newspaper office, and the spiritual leader of New York mutants. The power to change people's perception of mutants. Such a glamorous resume, why should I hate you?"

Luna frowned, feeling some speculation surfaced in her mind.

Hawick changed the subject: "The doctor said that if you pass out, I won't be able to get another shot in six hours, so let's talk about something else."

Hawick took out his mobile phone, turned to Luna's Twitter, and put the mobile phone under Luna's hand, so that Luna, whose wrist was bound, could turn the page.

Luna looked down at her phone, which was filled with the latest comments from netizens under her latest interview.

"I've been chasing this bitch's interview before, and I think this bitch has a strong sense of social responsibility. It turns out that she is only speaking out for her own ethnic group, which is disgusting."

"Did you see the video of that Hydra member saying she is a member of Hydra? I don't know how many mutants are working for Hydra!"

"The previous reports were full of lies like this person. How can you be a reporter as a member of Hydra?"

"You don't have to scold her anymore, probably all mutants are hypocritical like this. They are not human beings at all, and we can't demand them with human moral standards."

"My daughter is a mutant, we were forced to move because of your affairs, why don't you die?"

"I had some sympathy for mutants because of her reports before, but now it seems that registering mutants is the most correct."

"Is there anything wrong with the way mutants and humans get along? After this bitch talked about it on the bright side, everything changed."

"Did Hydra have the secret support of mutants when they burned, killed and looted in the world?"

"The above statement is wrong. This is not covert support, but blatant support."

"All mutants should die! People who are not of my race must have different hearts!"

"Before this hydra tried to compare mutants with people of color and LGBT, which is ridiculous! At least LGBT are still human, and they didn't hurt anyone!"

"The mutant he interviewed before lives downstairs in my house, could he also be Hydra? This is really scary!"

"Above, go and call the Mutant Affairs Department, they will let him move."

"Mutants should be granted the death penalty! This bitch will be the first to be in the electric chair."

Extremely obscene language, disgust overflowing the screen, opposition to her seems to have become a political correctness and Internet trend, hundreds of thousands of comments, almost every one is abusive, even if there are very few rational voices, they will In an instant, he was sprayed so that he never dared to reply.

It seemed like everyone was letting her die.

Luna read them one by one with a calm expression. After 10 minutes of reading, Hawick took back her phone and said, "All your hard work has been ruined. How do you feel?"

Luna looked directly at Hawick: "The mutants are not extinct, so my efforts are not ruined."

Hawick's expression distorted for a moment: "No one supports you anymore, and mutants can only live like bugs from now on, aren't you sad?"

Luna's eyes seemed to penetrate Hawick's serious illness: "Are you jealous of me? Why."

Hawick slammed the door out.

Luna smiled softly, closing her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

It took less than 5 minutes for her to close her eyes when she heard someone open the door and come in, followed by the familiar feeling of electric shock.

Probably because her eyes were really bad, the little assistant stammered and said, "Mr. Hawick... said that if you fell asleep, he would wake you up..."

Luna resisted the discomfort coming from all parts of her body: "Are you afraid of him?"

The little assistant retorted subconsciously: "No, I don't."

Luna asked intentionally, "Since when did you follow Hawick?"

He replied, "Last year."

Luna tried her best to make her voice gentle: "That was before the Mutant Affairs Department was established? Where did you meet?"

The assistant hesitated for a moment before saying, "The bar."

Luna didn't expect the answer to be like this, as if lightning had pierced the sky, she suddenly understood something: "Did Hawick have a... dead lover before?"

The little assistant didn't think much, nodded and said, "Yes, how do you know him?"

He, not her.

Luna finally smiled: "Hawick told me about him before, thank you."

She wanted to ask something more, but perhaps the effect of the previous medicine had been stimulated. Suddenly, her heart beat like a drum, and everything in front of her was spinning, as if she was in heaven, but also as if she had fallen into hell.She could no longer press the question, and all her energy was used to resist the effect of the medicine.

Professor X's Office

Nine days after Luna was brought back to New York

The professor was chatting with Hank, and suddenly his expression changed, and he said to Hank: "Luna has an accident, I have to use the mastermind."

Hank and the professor rushed to the room where the main brain was, and asked curiously, "Why can you feel Luna without the main brain?"

The professor looked worried, and still explained: "I used the shackles in her memory before, so I have some connection with her spirit. I just felt that her spirit has weakened to the point where I can't maintain that connection."